Dracula Renfield Novels & Stories

The moment the door shut, Cedric Phillips turned to me and said, “Austin Belmont is suspected to be part Druid wolf and is being monitored for any unbecoming behavior.” Rolling my eyes, I frowned. “He is my marked mate, so nothing is going to come from it. He won't go rogue or cause any issues by going on a crazy killing spree,” I asserted, and he gave me a rude grunt. “You know what a druid wolf is, Miss Gibson?” Nodding nervously, I explained that I learned about them from my pack school, but he furrowed his brow and then shook his head. “Don't lie to me. I'm well aware that druids are extremely rare wolves and not a subject of study in your prior classes,” he growled, causing me to swallo

"What did I do? And would someone fill me in on what the hell you're talking about?" The Representative pulled up a chair next to Shamira and sat down. "Renfields have been around since vampires came into existence, but adopted that particular moniker after Bram Stoker wrote his famous book. Before that, they were simply called shades. It appears that name may be more apt for servants of the queen of shadows. A Renfield is a human that has shared the blood of a vampire and through such transfer has gained some power, though this power tends to come with an above-average loyalty to the vampire." "Wait! So I brain-washed them?"

They each sipped at their tea. Renfield appeared at Crawley’s feet and hissed. It wasn’t the first time the cat had seemed distrusting of the man, but Mrs. Belfry had noticed that this always happened when the full moon was close. She supposed the cat could sense old Crawley would soon turn into a dog.

I am not a monster, I am not a monster, I might be a slutty traitor, but I am not a monster. On the way to Mr. Ross' surprisingly cool apartment. Rene told me that Mr. Ross has been doing research about werewolves and vampires and he found a lot of things. He wanted to call Rene to tell her but he wasn't sure so he decided to do more research to be positive about what he found. Now he's sure, he's confident this time.

Ren’s Point of View Alaric’s laughter echoed across the clearing, a sound that seemed to rattle the very trees. The air was suffocating, thick with the weight of the unnatural energy seeping from the black pool. Ren stood rigid, his wolf snarling within, every instinct screaming to attack, to protect Elena from the monster across from them. Alaric stepped closer, his twisted grin illuminated by the eerie glow of the black water behind him. His form was almost spectral, as though the corruption itself ran through his veins. His eyes gleamed that sickly green, a stark contrast to the glowing amber of Ren’s.

I questioned flipping the file open. “I don’t know if this is enough to cover that little tid bit of information.” Ricky said looking smug. “That’s fine, as excited as everyone is someone will talk.” I answered looking bored. I skimmed the document in front of me until I found the information I needed. A vampire, werewolf, hybrid named Renee. I got up like I was going to leave. “Ok fine I will tell you” Ricky said quickly. I knew he wouldn’t be able to keep this to himself.

Ren stood up, turning to leave her on the floor. "You're a monster," Kara whispered behind him. Ren paused with his hand on the doorknob. He looked at his own reflection in the bathroom mirror. His eyes were dark, haunted, and utterly dead. "I know," Ren said.

Mike worried that maybe Renz really saw Rollin there, and their son just thought it was a dream. Mike returned an hour later. "There's no one there, not a trace. It's impossible that he came here." He approached Renz. "Renz, tell me everything you saw. I want every detail." "I just know I'm looking at the whole scene, Dad. Mom was there and a vampire named 'Rollin.' He had mean blue eyes and blonde hair and he was tall like you. He was laughing and I just felt like I wanted to... I wanted to..." Once again tears came from his eyes and his eyes brightened.

He was just as miserable as I am. Just at that moment, there was a knock on the door, and I saw how Dracula's glowing eyes went dim, and all the rage burning in him that was like a wild furnace vanished as his eyes went straight to the door. "Come in, please." He uttered in a very gentle voice that betrayed his vicious Lycan beast appearance. Just then the door gave way, and Scarlett was the one who stepped in. Fuck! Dracula cursed menacingly, growling, his eyes blazing with rage and frustration once more. Scarlett was frozen in terror when she saw Dracula in his Lycan beast form, with me and Randy lying helplessly in the pool of our blood.

Thor asked after carefully reading the letter and examining the scroll. “Unfortunately, I did not. She had a strange mask on. It was red with a strange symbol on it.” Dracula shook his head and replied in the negative. None of them got to see the appearance of this mysterious entity. Even though she had stayed with them a while, they still didn’t get the chance to see what she looked like.